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MR. POLYBLOCK (_discovered walking up and down the library_). Well, I don't know as ever I spent a more miserable month. Dulcie don't take no interest in the things as used to amuse her. I don't know what's come to the gal. If I could see my way at all, and thought this young chap was steady and sensible-likely to get on-I might push him; but-a free selector-a half-section, crawling duffer as won't have grass for a milker nor credit for a bag of flour in another year-No! I couldn't think of it. It's enough to make a man turn agin his own flesh and blood. (_Knocking heard._) Who's that?
MAID. A gentleman wants to see you, sir.